Royal Margarine Cookie was walking alongside his wyvern, Buttercream. He was just outside of Dragon City. It was nice every once and a while to take a break, get some fresh air.. run away from some particularly crazy fangirls. The usual.

Buttercream's tail whisked from side to side as she walked. Royal Margarine looked down at her, patting her head. He paused as some branches creaked and cracked. Buttercream froze, her eyes turning into slits.

".. Who's.. Who's there?" He asked out, attempting to make his voice sound more threatening. He cleared his throat, putting back on his strong facade. Buttercream shifted slightly closer to him.

You hopped onto another branch, your tail flicking as you peered down at the Dragon Rider descendent. You help back a snort. A Dragon Rider? Hah. That was obviously a wyvern. Your wings shifted against your side, your claws dug into the wood, keeping you secure.